Lyrics
***** I came to shine, got it out the sky
Hoppin' out the ride, mother****ers sniffin' Calvin Klei
Taking ninety nine, on that nine-trey's line
Yeah I'm with my slime, niggas Billy crim
They gon' kill you over rhymes, I'ma smack you out your mind
It's the Scum, b***h, **** it, it's the Wave, b***h (Scum!
It's the Scum, b***h, **** it, it's the Wave, b***h (Scum!
Scum, b***h, Scum, b***h, Scum, bitc
Wave, b***h (ice), Wave, b***h, Wave, b***h (TR3Y!
It's the Scum, b***h, **** it, it's the wav
Put the K to your brain, let it bang
40 cal, 50 cal, we gon' pull up with them thangs
Ain't no aiming for no legs, they gon' make your life change
And truth be finessing, **** where you stressing
Reaching for the weapon, for teaching them a lesson
Preacher for the pleasant, leave him in the stretcher
For fiction, I'm fixin' I'm really 'bout action
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Fifth on his lip, give him carmax and wax (woo, yuh!)
6ix9ine is the funk if he ask me to blast
Pump to his chest, 40 in the TEC, run up, leave him wet
His b***h gave me neck, sippin' on that Tec
Keep that chrome on my side, split his head wide
On that type of time, niggas down to ride, I ain't gotta li
You would think your b***h love me when she calling my phon
She keep blowing up my shit, I told her, \"Leave me alone\
This b***h wanted me to ****, I only wanted the dome
Heard his niggas talking shit, but they don't want no smok
When I get that ****in' mop, it's a different approach
Niggas think that they a giant, but they really a roac
Niggas choke, when it blow, big pole, with a scop
No reload, watch him fall, 40 blow him down the road, gang
Hoppin' out the ride, mother****ers sniffin' Calvin Klei
Taking ninety nine, on that nine-trey's line
Yeah I'm with my slime, niggas Billy crim
They gon' kill you over rhymes, I'ma smack you out your mind
It's the Scum, b***h, **** it, it's the Wave, b***h (Scum!
It's the Scum, b***h, **** it, it's the Wave, b***h (Scum!
Scum, b***h, Scum, b***h, Scum, bitc
Wave, b***h (ice), Wave, b***h, Wave, b***h (TR3Y!
It's the Scum, b***h, **** it, it's the wav
Put the K to your brain, let it bang
40 cal, 50 cal, we gon' pull up with them thangs
Ain't no aiming for no legs, they gon' make your life change
And truth be finessing, **** where you stressing
Reaching for the weapon, for teaching them a lesson
Preacher for the pleasant, leave him in the stretcher
For fiction, I'm fixin' I'm really 'bout action
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Fifth on his lip, give him carmax and wax (woo, yuh!)
6ix9ine is the funk if he ask me to blast
Pump to his chest, 40 in the TEC, run up, leave him wet
His b***h gave me neck, sippin' on that Tec
Keep that chrome on my side, split his head wide
On that type of time, niggas down to ride, I ain't gotta li
You would think your b***h love me when she calling my phon
She keep blowing up my shit, I told her, \"Leave me alone\
This b***h wanted me to ****, I only wanted the dome
Heard his niggas talking shit, but they don't want no smok
When I get that ****in' mop, it's a different approach
Niggas think that they a giant, but they really a roac
Niggas choke, when it blow, big pole, with a scop
No reload, watch him fall, 40 blow him down the road, gang